Pain's Pleasure

Chapter Four

Osalie stared out the window as the carriage moved along the streets. She stole a quick glance at her new mistress. The Lady was talking to her advisor. When her leaf green eyes met Osalie’s, the Lady smiled. “How plain you are without that scent of yours. I was so amused to see those stodgy males make a fool of themselves over you.” She reached over and touched her gloved hand to Osalie’s face. “Despite your appearance, you are simply delectable.” She kissed Osalie’s lips, running her tongue over the closed mouth, causing Osalie’s eyes to widen. The Lady leaned back on her seat. Osalie touched her lips.
“Why…” she trailed off as she stared in confusion. Lady Adele smiled again, “how cute your face is when surprised. You shall call me Lady Adele, not mistress, for I am not to be your master. Actually, I am going to use you for some fun I’m planning.”
“Then why did you pay so much for me?” Osalie’s question had the advisor shaking his head. “My Lady has rather unorthodox tendencies.”
“Oh Quid, you love to flatter me! The truth is I like to have what others want. I was going to see which Tehal sold the highest and take him or her from the buyer. I can be very persuasive.”
“But I’m to have another owner as you said. I don’t understand.”
“My your bold, talking on your own accord. He is a good friend of mine and I was to buy him a new servant. For now, he doesn’t have an advisor so I am lending him mine. After I had dinner, I grew bored so I tagged along tonight. I’m glad I did because I found entertainment and a means to more fun. I was going to keep you but then I thought of a plan. You are that pawn for my plan. Is that enough information?” Lady Adele’s remark was meant to humble the servant. Osalie, however, simply nodded and held the cloak she was given closer to her body. It was a cold night and she was exhausted, a full day without sleep. Lady Adele opened her purse and removed a key; her mischievous smirk had her advisor nervous again. “I will keep the key to your collar. I find extreme satisfaction in the thought of holding Nat’s control in my hands.” She touched a strand of Osalie’s dark hair, “you shall be my puppet.”
The carriage turned on a road leading to a large manor, stopping when it reached the front. The tall wide windows were lit from the inside. The structure faced gardens and varied greenery. A footman opened the door and Lady Adele stepped down onto the pavement. Osalie followed Lady Adele and the advisor to the front doors. After a few good pounds on the door, the sleepy eyed butler opened and sighed, “This way Lady Christine.” They entered the grand hall and climbed the stairs. When they reached the first landing, Lady Adele told her advisor to wait in the usual place. Adele removed her and Osalie’s cloaks and gloves and gave them to the butler. The advisor followed the butler into the drawing room, got a drink, and waited. Osalie and Lady Adele continued to the second floor and to the last door down the hall. Without knocking, Lady Adele entered the master bedroom and found two bodies moving and moaning on the creaking bed.
“Nat darling I brought you a present.” Unfazed by the scene, Adele plopped down on the plush chair and play with the key still in her hand. Nathanial, just as equally unconcerned, rose on his elbows and looked from Adele to the blushing woman by the door and back to Tristina, sitting on top of him, his cock embedded between her legs.
“I’m busy Adele, go amuse yourself elsewhere.”
“But I made such a trip. Tristina, go back your husband and finish your romp, this is important.” Tristina looked about ready to attack Adele. Her voice shook as she said, “Nathan tell this harlot to leave this instance.”
“Harlot, Lady Tristina? Anyone in your position would be hard pressed to judge me.” Trisrina blushed and moved off of Nathan. She moaned a little when she felt his member slid out of her.
“I won’t forgive you for this Adele.” Tristina sat on the bed, covered her body with the blanket and glared at Adele.
Nathan stared at the only silent woman in the room. She was trying to avoid the situation near and on the bed. Her head was facing them but her eyes turned everywhere else. She was cute with long wavy hair that hung over her shoulders, a golden complexion in the candlelight and a nicely shaped body with full breast. Her face was that of an innocent. What really had him interested, though, was that enticing scent. It was light but apparent, delicious. Nathan wanted to get close to her, smell her scent, drink the liquid fire in her veins. He didn’t want to kill her, just sample the warm sweetness of her blood. He hardened at the thought.
He turned his attention to the bickering females at his side. “Leave Tristina.” He got up, naked and unabashed, and went to the dresser to put on his robe. He passed Osalie and winked at her. Osalie blushed but didn’t turn away. She had never seen the male anatomy so couldn’t help staring. His black hair was falling out of his small ponytail and his eyes were amber orbs surrounded by long dark lashes. He was lean but not overly so; muscles bulged under his skin. She looked down to see his male parts; his shaft was thick, erect and wet. She raised her head from it only when he put on the robe. Osalie then focused on Lady Adele and the other woman.
Lady Tristina rose from the bed and retrieved her discarded gown. She was embarrassed and angry. She didn’t cum, and that daughter of a dog, Adele, had his attention. Frustrated, Lady Tristina stormed out of the room with as much dignity as she could muster. Lady Adele laughed as her competition slammed the door.
“Good, now that the heifer is gone I can give you my gift.” Adele approached Osalie. Grabbing her shoulders she gently pushed her in front of Nathan. She traced her finger on Osalie’s neck, just under the collar.
“What would you say if I told you this little human I bought you can take away your precious control?”
“I would say stop spending my money without permission.” Nathan touched Osalie’s cheek, running his thumb across her bottom lip. He wanted to taste her. He was drawn to the scent and those wide eyes. He felt Adele’s fingers raise his chin so he was forced to drag his eyes along her tall frame, a stark contrast to the petite woman beside her.
“Nat, I want to wage a bet. When I win, you will become my slave for the rest of the night until tomorrow. If I lose I’ll become yours.” She reached over Osalie and caressed his groin. “Are we in agreement?” Nathan smiled, he enjoyed bets and Adele knew it. He nodded and crossed his arms, waiting to prove Adele wrong.
When she unlocked the young woman’s collar, he nearly buckled to his knees. Her scent was overpowering, beautiful, sexual and tantalizing. Every nerve in his body honed in on it. He took a deep breath, than realized what a mistake that was. The smell entered his lungs, filled his body and fucked his senses like a lover. It took every ounce of control in him to stand still and remain calm. With the use of years of practice, Nathan plastered a blasé expression and coolly said, “Well? Is she going to do anything?” Adele frowned in disappointment. “Damn, I thought…I mean all those demons simply went crazy for her. How…” her frustration was written on her face and Nathan tried to smile, it was difficult when his head felt light and his groin throbbed. “Maybe next time Adele. Come, let’s settle our bet.” He waited and nearly sighed with relief when Adele locked the collar and went to sit on the bed. Nathan tore his gaze from Osalie and walked away, feeling a little of his discipline return.
Osalie, unsure of what to do, stood in the middle of the room. Before the collar was again placed on her, he had stared at her with such hunger, that she was sure he was going to touch her just like the guard. What had her puzzled was her own reaction; she actually wanted him to touch her. Nathan sat next to Adele and untied his robe. “Remove your gown and bring the human to me.” Rising to her feet, Adele slowly unbuttoned her gown. Adele stepped out her gown and petticoats. Clad only in her shift, she walked to Osalie and took her hand. Osalie, heart racing, followed Lady Adele to the bed. Nathan needed fulfillment, first from the unfinished sex, and then from that incredible scent he still smelled on her flesh. “I want the human on top of me.” He grasped Osalie’s hand and pulled her forward; he sensed her fear but was undeterred. When she was close to his face, he whispered, “Get on top of me. If you do as I say I won’t fuck you tonight.” His deep voice made her shiver. Osalie was afraid but felt comforted by the promise. After a moment’s hesitation, she nodded, removed her slippers and straddled his hips. Adele stood in front of the two, waiting for the next command. She was already wet from the game and anticipation. Nathan kept his eyes on Osalie, “Raise the bottom of the shift to your waist and keep it there.” He turned his gaze to Adele. “I want you to take off the rest of your clothing and kneel on the floor, leave on your stockings.” Adele did as she was told. Osalie, on the other hand, tentatively grasped her hem and lifted the thin gown only to her thighs. Nathan grabbed her waist roughly pressed her to his body. “So you want me to spread those cheeks and ram into that virgin cunt of yours?” Osalie gasped, and quickly raised her hem high on her waist. Nathan eyes traveled from her belly to the thin hair at the apex of her thighs. His hand followed his eyes, caressing her stomach and the inside of her thighs.
Adele touched Nathan legs, sighing as she felt the dark hair tickle her fingers. Nathan’s fingers touched Osalie’s folds, a simple up and down movement of his middle finger. “Suck me Adele.”
When Adele’s tongue touched the sensitive skin between Nathan’s upper thigh and balls, Nathan delved his finger into Osalie. Osalie’s hands tightened on his shoulders and both Osalie and Nathan closed their eyes in pleasure. Nathan felt her tightness squeezing his finger. Removing his finger, he raised it to her mouth, “lick your wetness.” She did, opening her mouth, sucking his finger, tasting herself. Adele continued to lick his ball sac, tracing her tongue down the middle and up slowly to the tip of his cock. Closing her mouth around the tip she suck him slow then hard and fast, changing tempo as she wished. Nathan moaned and slid his finger back into Osalie’s tight sheath. He used his wet thumb to rub her clit, moving the skin back and forth as he added another finger inside. Osalie felt on onslaught to her senses. The pleasure was building deep inside and she needed more. Her hips rocked into his fingers and she gave sexy little moans in his ear.
Adele took half of Nathan’s cock in her mouth while she pushed three fingers into herself. She felt her cum dripping down her hand. Nathan continues to caress Osalie and thought he would burn. He wanted badly to switch his fingers with his member, but the torture aroused him further. He wanted to prove he wouldn’t lose control and, if he surrendered to his urges, he knew he would fuck her like an animal. He grabbed Adele’s hair and pulled her away from him. He removed his fingers again and took pleasure in the whimper of protest from the woman on his lap. He laid Osalie on the bed and moved behind Adele. Bending her over, he drove hard into her, she screamed and moved her hips to meet his fast pace. He shoved her face into Osalie’s wet pussy. Adele sucked on Osalie’s clit and thrust two fingers into her slits. Osalie felt white hot pressure throb between her legs, making her tense and unwound at the same time. She was focused on Nathan’s eyes, amber fire. They stared at her as if he was inside her, riding her, making her scream. Adele moved her fingers inside Osalie, repeatedly stroking a spot that drove her wild. The pressure built until it was too much and she unraveled. Osalie cried out as she came. Adele lapped up the juices as Osalie climaxed. Adele rubbed her own clit and she was sent over the edge. She tightened around him as Nathan rammed into her again and again. He watched Osalie shivering with her release and the erotic picture, along with Adele pulsing around him, made him cum. With a groan he spilled his hot seed deep into Adele. He didn’t have to worry about impregnating her; he knew she took necessary precaution. Nathan, panting from exhaustion, slid out of Adele and looked at Osalie. She seemed to still be in a daze and rose slowly to sit on the bed. Adele remained on the floor trying to catch her breath. Smiling, Nathan retrieved his robe, put it on, and sat on the chair.
“Adele, I’m in need of a drink.” Adele stared at him for awhile in confusion, and then she sighed. In her sensual haze she had almost forgotten about the bet. “Right, right. Come along Osalie I’ll see you settled in because I know this lazy lout won’t.” After she was fully clothed she left to find the butler and her advisor who was probably passed out on the couch from a full bottle of port. Osalie got up to follow but Nathan’s hand touched hers and she turned to him. “What is your name?” he was surprised by his own inquiry, no master needed to know his servants’ name but he wanted, maybe even needed, to know her name. She gave a tiny smile, the first one he’s seen from her lips, and whispered, as of it was a grave secret, “Osalie.” he released her hand and Osalie left the bedroom, closing the door behind her.